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  1. Rec *

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    "Tell Lan Zhan that I'm weeping uncontrollably," Wei Wuxian says to the juniors. "Tell him I'm truly pitiful and he needs to do everything I say until I'm well again."

    Lan Congyi is in the middle of carefully holding his eyelids open to check his pupils, but he still obeys, bless him. "Hanguang-Jun, Senior Wei would like us to tell you that he can't stop crying and he'd like for you to do everything he says until he's better." There's a moment of silence, and then Lan Congyi says to Wei Wuxian, "Hanguang-Jun says he already does everything you tell him."

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    Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji find themselves cursed, unable to see or hear each other. They figure things out anyway.

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    15 Apr 2020

  2. Rec 8

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    Featuring Masato as the long-suffering school council president, Ren as his delinquent of a childhood friend, Tokiya as the honour student vice-president, and several extremely shoujo cliches.

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    06 Sep 2019

  3. Rec 32

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    Months of listening to Lady Gaga's "Boys Boys Boys" has lead to me accidentally creating this series chronicling Kurt and Peter's lives in the X-Mansion.
    If you'd like to listen to the songs that inspired it, here is my Nightsilver Playlist on Spotify

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    26 Jul 2019

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    PERFECT AMAZING MINDBLOWING MY FAVORITE SERIES I CRY AT THE CUTENESS

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    After everything, Aziraphale and Crowley, by unspoken agreement, begin sharing their lives.
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    Why? Aziraphale wanted to ask him, why millennia of the way things were, and now this?

    But while Crowley seemed to have little issue upending every unspoken rule they’d ever written for themselves, Aziraphale was not so flexible, and they had spent thousands of years never quite addressing whatever it was this had stemmed from. Words, Aziraphale had always felt, were for bickering about where to eat for lunch, or hashing out ontological debates, or other trivial nonsense; there was no need to trifle with the imprecision of language, with phrasing and the possibility of being misconstrued, when it came to important matters if the other person simply understood, without needing it said. Six thousand years ago, when Aziraphale had met Crowley on the wall of Eden, watching the first two humans set out to begin the rest of history, something deep within him, more central even than his Grace, had thought, oh, it’s you, and that had been enough for him--for both of them, he assumed--for three millennia.

    However much he wanted to ask, he didn’t know how. The words simply weren’t there.

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    08 Jul 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 3

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    This world is made of spun gold and black ice.

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    07 Jul 2018

    Bookmarker's Notes

    FANTASTIC